Ordinary Men By: BoxerMan

A/N: I haven't really been able to keep up with Buffy lately, I know the jist of what has been happening and I agree that the show has been going downhill since it went to UPN. So if I miss anything sorry, I didn't mean too. It was just a thought I had. I'm planning on this only being a one shot story, no muss no fuss. Also this is mostly going to me a dialog only piece, so I'm sorry if some people get lost in the conversation. I know how I want this story to work, its not going to be very long, only a couple or chapters or so. Please let me know what you think.

I dedicate this story to my fiancée who puts up with all of the crap I put her through.

Buffy/? Crossover

Disclaimers: I can carry everything that I own, and I don't see how I can carry a TV show, although I could carry a comic, but I still don't own anything really.
Xander Harris walked into Perini's Italian Restaurant. It had been a long drive to LA, but the management at Sunnydale Construction Ltd. was very adamant that he went. Someone very high up in the company ranks wanted to meet with him. "Why me?" he asked. With the First around he didn't want to leave. Also sure he had been working there for a couple years and was very good at his job, but apparently someone VERY high up wanted to have a talk with him. 'Oh well,' he thought 'I suppose that they could survive without the X-man for a while. Maybe I'll check up on Cordy later, its been forever since we talked.'

"Excuse me," he said as he walked up to the hostess, "Xander Harris, I'm supposed to meet someone here."

She looked through the list for a second. "Ah yes, Mr. Harris, if you'll follow me."

Xander followed the hostess through the restaurant. It was a fairly small restaurant, it felt nice, but Xander wasn't going to let himself feel at ease. Oh no, the First's tactics were simple and effective, divide and conquer. For all he knew this could be a trap to capture a key part of the Scooby gang, the foreman.

As they approached the rear of the restaurant, Xander noticed an old man with in a corner booth. He didn't look that old at first glance, maybe late 40s early 50s, but as he got closer, he had a better look. His jet-black hair had twinges of gray near the temples. He could tell by the man's body structure and the way that he was sitting that he was totally alert, while looking completely comfortable. His face was blank, but his eyes were old. You could tell a lot about someone from their eyes. This was going to be an interesting interview.

"Mr. Harris," The man stood up from his seat and extended his hand, "it is a pleasure to meet you."

"Likewise," I say as I shake his hand, "Mr. ."

He smiles and gestures with his free hand, "Please take a seat."

As we both move into the booth an attractive blond comes over to give us our menus. They both smiled at her as she took down their orders and left.

"Well, Mr. Harris, or may I call you Alex?"

"Xander, please."

The man smiled again, not a scary smile but more of a knowing and amused one.

"Xander, how do you like your job at Sunnydale Construction?"

Xander looked at the man and answered. "I like it a lot. I feel good working there. I started out as a low level carpenter and worked my way through to foreman, it gives me a sense of satisfaction to know I worked hard and it paid off."

"That's good, I like a person that can appreciate hard work. Now do you know who Sunnydale Construction works for?"

"I know that it works for a conglomeration of larger companies, but there's too many names so, I don't know all of them."

"Well actually in two days is will become a subsidiary of one large company so that should make things easier to remember."


"Wayne Enterprises has been looking to expand its construction base in LA and we decided that."

"Wait, if there's a management shift, there is going to be a massive amount of layoffs. My men have been working long and hard."

"Don't worry Xander, Wayne Enterprises does not believe that able bodied skilled men need be fired just because the upper management changes. I am just letting you in on a couple of things because I think that you should know."

"Who are you?"

The man looked up and smirked. "I'm Bruce Wayne."

"As in the Wayne Enterprises that just bought the company that I work for."

"But you can call me Bruce."